Madness of the Heart

Yang Nanke didn't notice Hou Cheng's abnormality at all, and continued to talk endlessly, claiming that he resigned behind his parents' backs. For the mobile phone, I applied for an anonymous calling card.

"As long as I hide well enough, they won't be able to find me. It's useless to call the police. It's not that I don't know the level of the police in our small place. It's likely that they will check things casually, and they won't find me at all. It’s not in the north now. Hehe, let them worry about it.” Yang Nanke shook his head and said, “Anyway, they have nothing to do all day long, so I can find something for them to do. It’s their ability to find me. Hahaha, And my elder sister quit her job after she got married, saying she was helping her brother-in-law, but in fact she had nothing serious to do. I think she is quite boring at home, so why not worry about me with the old man."

Hou Cheng gritted his teeth when he heard this, sweat was already streaming down his forehead.

The more Yang Nanke talked, the more energetic he was, and he proudly said that his family favored sons over daughters. His elder sister was like his servant since she was a child. He married a man he didn't love at all; he also said that his parents were stupid, and they spent their whole lives in state-owned enterprises waiting to die. They were mean and ignorant.

"I really can't stand my mother, urging me to get married all day long. I'm only 24 years old, I haven't played enough, why do I get married? Besides, getting married requires capital, okay? They didn't even buy me a car. Buying a wedding I haven’t saved enough money for the house, how can I get married? Our family, that is, a small city like Lucheng, can be considered decent. How can it be enough in a big city? For example, your Los Angeles, hey, Los Angeles is better than our provincial capital I don't know how many times the city has developed. I came out this time, and it was an eye-opener!"

Yang Nanke spoke eloquently, belittling his parents to nothing, as if they were a waste of resources alive.

Hou Cheng said: "They are your parents, as sons of man, you shouldn't say that about your own parents."

Yang Nanke has completely opened up the conversation, "I just don't like them. Really, they are pitiful and hateful. I have stayed in a small place like Lucheng all my life, and I don't want to leave. With a dead salary, I don’t want to make progress, like a frog at the bottom of a well. You know, I don’t want to go back to Lucheng after graduation. I can find a job in the provincial capital by myself. It’s not all because my mother insists on me going back, what to say? I buy a house."

Hou Cheng drove the tricycle in a muffled voice.

Yang Nanke chattered a lot, feeling a little bored, and suddenly asked, "Uncle, do you have any children?"

Hou Cheng's voice trembled, "No."

Yang Nanke asked again: "Then your parents are...alive?"

"They died when I was very young," Hou Cheng said.

The tricycle was quiet for half a minute, and then burst into laughter.

Yang Nanke patted his legs and said, "Uncle, I envy you very much. Have you ever heard a saying--Have a car and a house, but both parents are dead. This is the state of life I most look forward to."

Hou Cheng's hand holding the handlebar was already wet.

At this moment, killing intent rolled in his heart.

For many years, he has been living a life like a monk in Qingyue Village.Most of the villagers look down on him and don't associate with him.He also disdains to associate with them.

He's not really dull, he's just too lazy to communicate with the villagers.

He only went to elementary school, but that doesn't mean he's illiterate.His parents left him a house and fields, which were enough for him to live on.During his slack, he read a lot of books and newspapers, and he liked the news that exposed the dark side of society the most.

I don't know when, the anger grew in his heart day by day.

He thinks many people in this world deserve to die, such as children who make noise in public, such as patients who beat doctors, such as corrupt officials, such as celebrities who use drugs, such as drivers who run red lights, such as husbands who beat their wives, such as betrayal Husband's wife...

But he's just a farmer, he hasn't even seen the vast world outside, and he can't punish those damned people at all.

No one can confide in his anger.

If only my mother was still here—he often thought—she is so gentle, she will listen to my every word, and maybe comfort me.

But my mother is a soft-hearted person, and she definitely doesn't want me to "hunt the devil".

That's when dad is needed.Dad is jealous and chivalrous, maybe he will stand by my side.

Many times he feels that he is not an "old bachelor" as others say, but is still that teenage boy who is infinitely dependent on his parents. As long as he hears them say a word, his mood will become calm.

But only in his dreams did his dead parents talk to him.

When he was awake, he was busy in the melon field while rambling——

"Why don't good people pay for their lives?"

"Why did you encounter a landslide and be buried under the rocks?"

"How can those people who have done a lot of evil still live in a good way?"

"Don't they deserve to die?"

"This is not fair!"

"I want them to die! I want all those demons to die!"

Dissatisfaction with reality and longing for his parents tear him apart all the time. When he was most at a loss and powerless, he happened to see a book of suspense.

This book made him suddenly enlightened, and he found the meaning and value of life in an instant.

The main character in the book is a serial killer who keeps committing crimes and kills seven damn people with his own knife in a place where justice cannot be done.

In the end, the killer died at the gunpoint of the police.

He was very dissatisfied with the ending.

How can a righteous killer die?Didn't those who were killed deserve to die?Why should the police be on the side of evil?Why did the real justice fall?

He doesn't agree!

In the next half month, he picked up a pen and rewrote the ending of the movie.

In his description, not only was the serial killer not shot to death by the police, but he also killed a corrupt bureaucrat at the top of the police. Later, he transformed himself into a police uniform and continued to sanction those damned people.

He didn't show the rewritten ending to anyone, but suddenly realized that he could write it himself!

Not only can you improve other people's flaws, but you can also write your own.

The moment he held the pen, he poured out all the anger he had accumulated over the years.In his writing, the person who makes mistakes is no longer a human being, but a demon in human skin. His protagonist is transformed into a "demon hunter", who "slays demons and eliminates demons" in the book in the name of justice.

When I met Yang Nanke, he was writing the first part.

The early writing was very smooth, but there were some killing scenes, but he was not satisfied with how he wrote them.

He had read a book on writing that said, if you can't imagine a detail, try it yourself, experience it.

The appearance of Yang Nanke gave him a great opportunity.

Arriving at Qingyue Village, he invited Yang Nanke to live in his home for the first time.Yang Nanke didn't agree immediately, but knocked on the door of his house after walking around the whole village.

For nearly a week, Yang Nanke stayed at his home in the name of rest and complained to him about his parents.He listened in silence as a plan took shape.

On the day Yang Nanke left, he didn't go out to see him off. He didn't catch up with Yang Nanke until he had already left the village. He told Yang Nanke that there was a custom in the village that when guests from afar left, they must treat them to a bowl of glutinous rice balls made with wine. .

Yang Nanke didn't doubt that he was there, and got into the car cheerfully.He took Yang Nanke to the basement, and smashed Yang Nanke's head with the hammer he had prepared.

"I am not guilty." Hou Cheng opened his mouth, and words that reversed black and white came out of his black and yellow teeth, "It is the incompetence of the law, the incompetence of the law enforcement, and the incompetence of you, that make those guilty... no, let those Demons and ghosts run rampant in the world. You can't hunt them down, but you still want to stop me and my "believers" from eliminating demons? Yang Nanke shouldn't die? He not only gnawed the old man, sucked his sister's blood, but also insulted his parents. Young Light, with a vicious mind, the longer you live, the more people you will harm!"

Hou Cheng was too emotional, like a king showing his great achievements to his people.

He raised his head high and stared wide-eyed, "You policemen don't know right from wrong, and you don't have any kindness or morality in your heart. It's a pity..."

Having said that, he took a long breath, his cold and crazy gaze swept over Mingshu's face, and he suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Mingshu was completely unmoved by his lies, and asked coldly, "What's the pity?"

Hou Cheng gritted his teeth, "It's a pity that I was exposed. I have no chance to write another book about massacring the police."

The young policeman accompanying the interrogation said angrily, "What did you say?"

Hou Cheng let out a deep and suppressed laugh.

Mingshu raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the young criminal policeman, signaling him to calm down.

"Are you scared?" Hou Cheng looked at the criminal policeman, "When I said massacre the police, I meant the evil police and black police. If you behave well and have never done evil, why are you excited and afraid? You are guilty! "

The young detective turned pale, "You!"

"Go out and have a rest." Mingshu said, "Fang Yuanhang will come in instead."

The young detective is from the Los Angeles City Bureau. He is younger than Fang Yuanhang and has little experience. He panicked when he heard this, "Ming team, I am not a criminal, and I, I have no guilty conscience, just, just..."

Mingshu sighed, turned his face, and said in a gentle and stern tone: "You take what this kind of person says seriously? He caused a tragedy for a family. Yang Nanke's words and deeds are against morality, and it is true that he is not filial, but when will it be his turn?" He came to judge? He is already a murderer, and you are still led into his logic by his few words? Don't be nervous, go out and wash your face, and when you think about it later, you will understand that this kind of person's words are not worth paying attention to."

Hou Cheng smiled grimly at the side.

The young criminal policeman straightened his chest, and gradually struggled out of the net woven by Hou Cheng, "Thank you Ming team!"

"Go." Mingshu smiled, watched the young policeman leave, and then turned to Hou Cheng.

Xiao Yu'an saw all this episode in his eyes, and his eyes became extremely gentle in a short period of time.

Ming Shu in the interrogation room is already a very good and mature leader of the serious crime team. Not only has excellent professional ability, but also can comfort and appease the young team members, give them trust, and become a person who is relied on and even yearned for by the other party.

All this happened in just a few years.Four or five years forward, Ming Shu is no different from the young detective just now, easily irritated by suspects.

Once, he was provoked to tears by the suspect.

That was when Mingshu was 22 years old.

The police in Dongye solved a serial murder case. The suspect was a woman full of lies, and Ming Shu was one of the criminal policemen in charge of the interrogation.

Facing the complete evidence, the woman pleaded guilty with a superior attitude, but she had no intention of repentance. Instead, she aggressively accused the criminal policeman of being a wimp, a fool, and an accomplice.

She listed the flaws she had left one by one, and laughed at the stupidity of the criminal police who failed to catch her when she committed the first crime.

"Why can I kill so many people? Of course it's because of your help!"

"Do you know who the people I killed hate the most? Me? No, it's you! Because your reaction is too slow, you don't care at all, you are too stupid, they will die in my hands !"

Mingshu was the youngest of the three criminal policemen present at the time, and he could tell just by looking at his face.

The woman pointed the finger at him, scolded him for being incompetent, unprofessional, and undedicated, and must be responsible for the next few victims.

Mingshu was sprayed with saliva, and under the constant fire from the woman, he was directly scolded and dumbfounded.Later, he was replaced by a senior. After washing his face with cold water for a quarter of an hour in winter, his hands and face were frozen, and he still hadn't come out of his self-doubt.

In order to solve this case, Mingshu has done his best and spent many days without sleep, almost buying time by squeezing his own life.

Reluctantly, the murderer was too cunning, and he was not caught until he killed the fourth person.

In fact, Mingshu didn't have to face the suspect at all, it was he himself who offered to participate in the interrogation.And before entering the interrogation room, he had asked himself over and over again—if I worked harder, would they not die?

Xiao Yu'an received the distraught Ming Shu outside the city bureau.

When Mingshu saw him, there was no expression on his face, as if he was trying his best to catch his breath.

It took a few seconds for Mingshu to realize who he was.At that moment, he clearly saw Mingshu bit his lip.

He waved to Mingshu and said in a gentle voice, "Come."

Mingshu walked towards him step by step, fixedly looked into his eyes, and then shouted in a hoarse and tired voice: "Brother..."

He opened the door, covered the roof with his hands, and let Mingshu sit in.

When he turned to the driver's seat, he saw Mingshu crying.

With his feet on the seat and his arms around his calves, the tall man curled up into a ball, his face buried in his knees, and his shoulders were shaking.

In front of his teammates and leaders, Mingshu didn't say a word, and his eyes didn't even turn red. He didn't cry like a child until he saw him and got in his car.

"It's my incompetence." Mingshu said, "If I were stronger, they wouldn't die."

He turned Mingshu over, forcing Mingshu to raise his head, comforting and explaining gently and forcefully—just like what Mingshu did to the young criminal policeman just now.

"Isn't it me who is wrong?" Mingshu asked sobbing at that time, his eyes were dazed, and he seemed to be asking for affirmation.

"The wrong person is the murderer." He said: "Never be swayed by the words and emotions of the murderer. You have done your best."

After saying this, he looked at Mingshu's eyes gradually changed from blank to firm.

Firm, yet bright.

But now, Mingshu looked at Hou Cheng with such eyes, "You have no chance to conceive anything, and there will be no new readers for your past."

The wrinkles on Hou Cheng's face crawled like worms, and his hands, which had been doing farm work for most of his life, struggled in the handcuffs, and then clapped together.

"It doesn't matter, I have done what I can do." Hou Cheng said: "My books have affected tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and millions of readers. Among them, there are countless my readers. The heir, and many others, have hunted down demons with their own hands! Do you think my 'believers' are only in your city of Dongye? No! They are all over the country! Even around the world! Anyone who reads my book may become a My fans!"

Ming Shu's eyes gradually turned cold.

What Hou Cheng said was something he had expected.

The two murders related to the heart of the tomb both happened in Dongye, is it such a coincidence?

no!It's because other cases have already happened in other cities, but the local police didn't investigate the murderer's motive deeply, and found the tomb heart!

"I applaud you." Hou Cheng said: "You are stronger than those useless policemen, but you are so powerful, why do you want to be my enemy? After all, you are also an accomplice, and you did not use your ability in the right place .”

"Is it the right thing to judge people who should not be judged by you? People are not sages, and there are very few people who have no stains in their lives. Is it true that if a person makes a mistake, he should be killed?" Mingshu found himself in the middle of speaking. It was a waste of effort.

An arrogant thug like Hou Cheng can't listen to any reason at all.

"They deserve to die!" Hou Cheng laughed loudly, "Who made the law? It's a human being! Why do those who make the law have the power to judge others, but I don't? Am I not a human being? People are not created equal huh? Then of course I can judge the devil in my eyes! My parents didn't deserve to die at all, but they died, leaving me alone in this world! I want to correct the mistakes of this world and let all the people who really deserve to die !"

There is no point in continuing the stalemate. Mingshu didn't want to listen to Hou Cheng's speech any more, and was about to leave when Hou Cheng said, "Let me tell you one more thing."

Mingshu stared at him, "What's the matter?"

Hou Cheng bared his stinking teeth again, "Yang Nanke was not the only one I killed with my own hands."

Mingshu's expression changed very inconspicuously, "Who?"

Hou Cheng smiled, "Guess?"

Mingshu's lips were pursed into sharp lines, and a name had already appeared in his mind.

"Can't you guess it?" Hou Cheng smiled very proudly, "Then you go and investigate slowly. Maybe you will find his body in a short time. It's good, I still hunted him before I was restrained by you." A demon that is not the same as Yang Nanke."

Mingshu asked: "The person you killed was Hou Jianjun's son Hou Pai?"

Hou Cheng's laughter stopped abruptly.

Half a minute later, Hou Cheng applauded again, "You are indeed smart. Then guess where is his body?"